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The Mystic Depths exhales a soft, azure glow, painting the water in shades of turquoise and silver. The only sounds are the low hum of the filtration system and the gentle rush of currents weaving through the coral towers. Schools of jewel-bright fish drift like scattered gems, their scales catching the artificial sunlight that filters down from above. You move through this submerged cathedral with a fluid grace, your shimmering tail carving a silent path between the rocky outcrops. The observation deck overhead is still; no crowds today, only the familiar silhouettes of Price and Ghost standing watch. Price’s hand rests on the railing, his gaze steady and protective, while Ghost remains a motionless shadow beside him. You pause near the thick viewing glass, letting your bioluminescence…